Last night it was sunny and in the 70s, so you came home a little earlier than usual and we had a little happy hour with wine and chips and salsa while we watched Griffin ride his bike. A happy hour in the trunk of the car in the garage may not seem all that fancy to some, but to me, it was perfect. I loved that you came home to be with us.
Love you,
Brittni
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